I dreamed a dream in time gone by, when hope was high and life worth living. I dreamed that love would never die. I dreamed that God would be forgiving. Then I was young and unafraid when dreams were made and used and wasted. There was no ransom to be paid, no song unsung, no wine untasted.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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2109 | 2022-02-16 14:34:29 | 100.43 | 99% |
1025 | 2021-02-15 17:48:49 | 85.51 | 97.5% |
927 | 2021-02-11 13:09:35 | 81.12 | 96% |